I straighten my hair, apply some lipstick and mascara, and contemplate which dress to wear. I was planning on wearing the little black dress, but now I’m not sure, with Mark and Ace joining us. I decide on a different black dress that sits above my knees. It’s strapless, but not as fitted.I put my heels on, and give Lucky, the kitten, a quick cuddle, and make my way downstairs, only to be greeted by a bar full of wolf whistles, from the Savage Snakes.‘Zuri-doll. Looking hotter than ever! You going on a date?’ Boomslang asks.‘I wouldn’t call it a date. It was meant to be just Hailey and I, but she decided to invite that CEO and his brother along,’ I explain.‘You mean the guy you kicked in the nuts?’ Viper asks.‘Yeah, that one,’ I say.‘Good luck doll! Or should we be wishing him good luck?’ Viper asks, and I laugh.‘He probably needs the luck more than I do,’ I say, and they all start laughing.‘You want a lift into the city?’ Boomslang offers.‘Sure, that would be great. If Lucky
AceAfter hitting on me, a woman, who I thought was here for an interview, has just left in tears. Was she hoping I’d snap her up and make her my girl? For what? My bank account and the perks of being with me?There’s a knock on the door, and Mark enters, pleading with me to squeeze in one more interview with someone he has been impressed with, and hopes to have as his assistant.I can’t believe he has been paying someone to do his work. It explains why his work improved so much and why I was so impressed at the last meeting, when I looked at the print-outs he gave me.‘Fine! Bring her in. But it’s me who needs the personal assistant,’ I snap.‘Great. She’s waiting outside. I’ll go get her,’ he says, smiling, and he opens the door and waves her in.I can’t believe my eyes as Zurielle enters my office and with a smile that can outshine any sunray. Her smile instantly fades, and she scowls as soon as she sees me. ‘What are you doing here?’ We shout, in unison.‘This is my company, Zuri
AceFreshly showered, I put my dark navy jeans on, with a white, fitted shirt, and a faux leather jacket I designed myself. I’d love to pick Zurielle up in my Lamborghini, but as she was originally going out with Hailey, it makes sense we all go together. As much as I don’t want Mark there. We’ll go in the limo.We wait outside Pure Fashion Industries, where Hailey told us to meet them. The moment I see Zurielle through the back window, I get out of the limo.Zurielle is naturally beautiful, but to see her made-up, in that little black dress and high heels, makes me want to drop to my knees and grovel at her feet. She looks at me, up and down, her lips part, and her chest rises, as she inhales sharply. I don’t get enough time to enjoy or study that look in her eyes, because Mark gets out, behind me.‘Zurielle, you look absolutely stunning,’ Mark says.‘Thanks,’ she replies, softly.‘I can’t believe you’re taking us out in a limo!’ Hailey squeals.‘Well, my Lamborghini only fits two pe
ZurielleAs soon as I get home, I jump in the shower and want to go to sleep, but I spend the night, tossing and turning, thinking of Ace. I’m frustrated, thinking about how handsome he is, and how he was more pleasant, and bearable.I feel bad for lashing out at him. He was actually being polite, and only wanted to make sure I got home safely. I spend the day downstairs in the bar with the Savage Snakes. Lucky follows me everywhere.The Snakes are taking a real liking to Lucky. Honestly, seeing these tough and rugged men, smooching and cuddling Lucky, is quite attractive. I’m reminded of Ace and how sexy he looked last night. It was impossible to not stare at him; the way he looked into my eyes when he first saw me; when he caught me when I fell out of the limo; his hands on my waist were warm and firm. I hate that I liked it, that my body betrayed me, and longed for him. I didn’t want him to let me go. I hope he didn’t see the lust in my eyes. Mark broke the intense moment between
AceAfter my coffee with Zurielle, I’m on cloud nine.I worry she is going to decline my offer of a fresh start, as I’m still waiting for her answer as she stares blankly at me in thought. She does something I’m not expecting: she gets up and walks away. I’m gutted. It’s best if I just leave.After being tapped on the shoulder, I turn around and see her beaming at me, with her hand out to shake mine. I’m shocked.‘I’m Zurielle Summers. Very pleased to meet you. I hope you enjoyed your coffee, and that you’ll be a regular customer?’ She says, so sweetly, igniting something inside me. Concealing my shock, I gently shake her hand.‘Ace Brightly. Pleasure to meet you. I guarantee I’ll be back for another coffee,’ I reply, smiling. I want to stay but we both have to get back to work.With a spring in my step, I cross the road; stopping twice to look back; reassuring myself that what just happened was real and not a dream.I spend the next few hours working on new designs, with Zurielle on
ZurielleMr Fulton seems extra happy at Cafe Charm, on Tuesday morning.‘Zurielle, I’m excusing you for the first hour, this morning,’ he says.‘Have I done something wrong?’ I ask, worried, and he laughs at me.‘No, dear. Quite the opposite, I believe. You’ve been requested for a meeting, so make yourself a coffee, and have a seat.’‘A meeting? With who? What for?’ I ask.‘I can’t say anything. You’ll know in a few minutes,’ he says, smiling. What’s the big deal? Why can’t he tell me anything? I wander over to the coffee machine and make my coffee.Ace comes in looking mighty handsome with that smile on his face. He is smiling at me, and walking like he is on a mission.‘Good morning, Miss Summers,’ he says.‘Good morning, Mr Brightly. It’s not you who has summoned my presence this morning, is it?’ I ask, smiling. There is a foreign air between us; whatever it is, I like it.‘I have requested your presence this morning, Miss Summers. I hope that’s okay with you,’ he says.‘If it’s im
ZurielleI wear a knee-length, flowy, maroon skirt and a sheer black, button up blouse. I tuck the blouse into the skirt, and wear a nude-coloured belt, around my small waist, and nude-coloured heels to match the belt.I pin my blonde hair up on one side. I apply some mascara and lipstick, and step back from the mirror to inspect myself, happy with how I look. I grab my handbag and head to Pure Fashion Industries.At Cafe Charm, Hailey has two flat whites ready for me, to take into the office.Outside Pure Fashion Industries, I take a deep breath and walk in. Here we go, Zurielle. You got this! The staff look up from their desks, excitedly, watching me enter.I walk confidently to the elevators and press the up button. The woman next to me is grinning.‘I’m sorry, but I have to ask if the rumours are true. Have you been employed as Mr Brightly’s assistant?’ She asks.‘I have,’ I say, with a smile.‘That is great! We can’t stop talking about you. Mr Brightly has been less grumpy since
Lucky gently paws my face, waking me up bright and early.‘Okay, Lucky. I’m awake.’ I give him breakfast, and jump in the shower. Leaning my head against the wall, I decide I’ll avoid Mark as much as possible. I haven’t led him on or given him the impression I want a romantic relationship with him. I told him I’m not interested, and he insisted he’ll pursue me anyway. The last thing I need in my new job is drama. Avoid him, and keep everything between us short and professional; he’ll get the hint and move on.After showering, I get dressed in a matching maroon blazer and skirt, a white blouse, and black heels. I put my hair up in a high pony tail and put a pair of studded earrings in.On my way to the bus top, I hear footsteps behind me. I stop and turn, many times, but there’s no one behind me. My stomach sinks, and I walk faster, and reach the bus stop, where someone else is waiting.The bus arrives, and I sit at the back so no one can sit behind me. I look out the window at a man d
Jumping into the backseat of Jack’s car, he drives as fast as he can, back to the show.We arrive just after it has started. Racing inside, Cleo sees me and runs up to me, hysterical.‘Zurielle, we need your help backstage. Something has happened.’The distress in her voice says it’s not good. I nod and follow her backstage to the dressing rooms.‘Some of the dresses have been cut, and ripped in different areas!’ She explains, pointing to the rips in the dresses, on the models.‘Does Ace know?’ I ask, worried.‘No, he is seated, at the front of the audience where he is meant to be. We can’t go out on live television and tell him! What do we do?’ She cries.Jack and Hailey are also concerned. I look around the room at all the jewelry and accessories.‘We are going to improvise!’ I smile, reassuringly.I tell them all to calm down and listen.‘If you have anything wrong with your dress, line up here immediately!’ I yell.‘Hailey! Jack! Grab all those boxes of jewels and those big flower
Ace is more than happy for Hailey to come to the live fashion show with Jack. The night before the show, we’re adding final touches, and kissing each other every chance we get.I overhear our colleagues saying how much calmer and nicer Ace has become since we met. It’s nice hearing I’ve had such a positive impact on his life.‘I have a surprise for you,’ he whispers in my ear. ‘A surprise?’‘A gift. To show you how much you mean to me,’ he smiles.‘Really?’ I ask, excitedly.Placing a blindfold over my eyes, he leads me to a different room.‘Okay. Are you ready?’ He asks. There is excitement in his voice.‘I’m ready!’ I smile, and Ace removes the blindfold, I gasp and my eyes well up. ‘Ace! Did you really have this made for me?’ I’m in awe at the mannequin wearing the same blue dress Ace sketched, and had pinned to his wall.‘Yes. Do you like it?’ He asks.‘Ace, I love it. It’s so beautiful. I can’t believe you did this for me,’ I cry happy tears, and jump into his arms and share a f
Ace, refusing to stay home and rest, comes to work with me. We enter Pure Fashion Industries holding hands, and greet our colleagues, smiling. By the elevator, Ace leans down and kisses me on the lips.We hear their instant whispers; ‘Ace and Zurielle are a couple!’ Smiling in the elevator, we go up to our office. Everyone gawks and gapes at us holding hands. Ace calls Grace to the office.‘Should I go while Grace is here?’ I ask.‘No, stay and hear what she has to say,’ he replies.Grace barges in and glares at me.‘Don’t look at Zurielle like that!’ Ace snaps.‘This is her fault! She knew Mark liked her and she led him on. If she wasn’t being so difficult, Mark would still have his job. He wouldn’t be holding ice packs to his head as we speak!’ She yells.‘How can you say that, Grace? He almost sexually assaulted my girlfriend! He is lucky I didn’t kill him!’ Ace yells.‘So, the rumours are true then?’ She growls.‘Yes, the rumours are true. Zurielle is my girlfriend. Now, tell me.
When Mark picks me up, he is happier than usual.‘It’s good to see you so happy,’ I smile.‘Oh! Thanks. After dropping you off last night, I spoke to Grace and she could tell I was feeling a bit down, so she invited me over to her place, and she gave me some advice that I plan on following,’ he smiles.‘I didn’t realise you were feeling down about something. Is there anything I can do to help?’ I ask, and Mark smiles at me.‘Actually, there is. But I will talk to you about it at work later,’ he smiles.‘Okay,’ I say.At work, in the elevator, Mark puts his hand on my back and keeps it there. Everyone stares and it’s awkward. I try not to make a big deal out of it. I get out of the lift, unlock my office door, and begin working. June knocks and comes in.‘This is one of the checklists for the fashion show. Ace is meant to see it, but seeing as he is indisposed, you’re the best person to see it. It’s important everything on this list is ticked off. Anything that isn’t here, needs to be
The next day, on Tuesday, Mark picks me up, takes me to work, and we have lunch together. I feel much more relaxed around him, now that he isn’t hitting on me all the time.After lunch, one of the models walks in.‘Ace is meant to be checking all the dresses on the models today to see if they’re finished, or need any more adjustments. We’re stressing out downstairs,’ she says, worried.‘Are they all ready to be seen now?’ I ask.‘Yes, they are,’ she replies.‘Ok, I’ll come down with you, and see what I can do. I didn’t get your name?’ I ask.‘Oh, sorry. I’m Cleo,’ she says, putting her hand out to shake mine; she is one of the models.‘This dress is amazing!’ I squeal. ‘Could you slowly turn around for me? I’ll text some photos to Ace, and we can get his approval,’ I say.Cleo smiles and walks up and down the office as if she is on the catwalk. I send some photos to Ace.‘That was great! Let’s go down, and do the same with the other ladies,’ I smile.Following Cleo, we go down to the
The following morning, Ace and I are woken by a knock on the door. Hailey runs in, crying. I hop down from the bed, and we run into each other’s arms, crying. I push her hair behind her ears, to get a better look at her bruised face.‘I’m so sorry, Hailey. This is all my fault,’ I say.‘It wasn’t your fault,’ she sobs. Jack is inside the doorway, and Ace gestures for him to come in and close the door. Smiling at them, I can’t help but pull a Hailey.‘You totally rubbed uglies, didn’t you?’ I laugh, Jack blushes and Hailey smiles.‘Of course, I did,’ she says, grinning, and we all laugh, and I pull her in for another hug.‘I’m glad you’re safe now,’ I smile.After they leave, the police arrive and take Ace’s statement. There are no charges against us, as we acted in self-defence, and with all the evidence I had: the notes, the dog collar and witness statements, they were able to close my parents’ murder case.My relief is so overwhelming, I burst into tears.‘What’s wrong babe?’ Ace wh
The door is finally opened thirty minutes later, and I slowly sit up before being dragged out.‘Every time you try to attack me, you will be locked in that box! Do you understand me?’ Red Back yells, and sniffling, I nod, before I’m pushed back into the chair, and more Spider Backs walk in.‘Mr Rich Guy doing what we expect?’ Red Back asks.‘Yes. We followed him, and he went straight to the Savage Snakes. They’ll be here soon,’ one guy says.‘Good! Everyone in position then,’ he orders, and I watch them arm themselves with knives and guns, and load bullets into them.‘What are you planning on doing with my friends?’ I ask.Red Back looks annoyed.‘We knew they’d come for you, and we wanted them dead long ago. They’ll be here soon, armed. But not to worry. The Snakes are the only ones dying tonight,’ he laughs.One of the Spider Backs runs into the building, panting.‘They’re here!’ He yells.Moments later, many motorbikes roar in the distance. I don’t want any of the Snakes to be hurt
‘Zurielle will never be safe. The only option is for us to capture and dispose of Red Back ourselves. It wouldn’t surprise me if they know she is here right now,’ Viper says, staring out the window. ‘The moment she’s alone, he will take the opportunity to kidnap her. She might be better staying here with us,’ Boomslang says.‘No, she is staying with me,’ Ace says, sternly, all eyes on him.‘I have security down the road as we speak. They follow me every day. I’ll organise extra security outside work and home.’‘Very well then. Until we think of a plan, keep her safe,’ Viper says, and I pull out my phone.‘I’ve got a phone now, so we can keep in contact.’Viper puts his number in my contacts, and I text him a smiley face emoji, so he has my number.The Snakes escort us to Ace’s car and we drive back to the penthouse. Ace takes my hand.‘I’m going to keep you safe, okay? I won’t let him take you,’ he says, reassuringly.‘I know,’ I smile, and Ace goes into his office to arrange more se
On Monday morning, on our way to Pure Fashion Industries, I’m still adjusting to seeing Ace so relaxed and happy. I never could have imagined him like this the day we first met. His usual security follow behind us, into the car park.We walk to the elevator and acknowledge how difficult it is not holding hands, or touching each other.‘It will be easier when we’re in the office and close the door,’ he winks, and we greeted the staff at each level we went through.I make my way over to my desk and get started on the work I have to do.‘I won’t be in the office much today. I need to be downstairs at the photoshoots. I have to make sure all the outfits for the fashion show are almost finished. During lunch, we will go see if we can find Brent,’ he says.Nodding, I stand up and kiss him, before he leaves the room.‘You may as well leave the door open,’ I smile.After a couple of hours of work, I open my handbag, and pull out the note from my parents’ murderer.That’s when I notice they bo